Friday, December 5, 2014
The first of the Hellebore's comes into bloom.
On our way to the cafe the large white dog on the opticians balcony woofs out a proprietorial greeting. Bob and Sophie have absolutely no idea where the large white dog is. This doesn't stop them from engaging in a protracted bout of multi-directional barking.
The mayor has been sent an ' operators manual ' for the electronic bell ringing system. He, the man in the day-glo yellow jacket and the head of the hunting committee spend the morning studying it. The mayor stops at the gate to tell me that the bells will now ring on the hour from seven in the morning until ten at night. At noon they're programmed to do their 'royal wedding' peel. We shall see.
Bob and Sophie spend an enthusiastic afternoon digging, barking and chasing invisible things. While I repaint the plant troughs , Sophie terrifies non-existent passers by.